New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-06-11

When Grover did his form array
To Davids ranch to ride;
Down from the Northern woods he came,
Escorting proud his lovely dame,
AMI Dan'l gave guide
The President, with smiling nod,
Put up his lthesome ashing-ro
And whispered, as his car he sought
"Let the hooks rust, the trout are caught"
The train his party safely bore
And came to halt at David's door;
Out David came with bow and smile
And babe them bide with him the while
No buckram e'er was maio, trow,
As stiff as this killing bow;
The smile-ah, well, the sef-same hour
The milk In all the town turned sour
ALTHOUGH my friends do me inform
Your love for me is not quite warm,
Not warmer than the regions where
The North Pole prods the baeful bear
TIL let the past entomb the past.
So Grover, with me break your fast"
But Cleveland spread his buster wide
Felt for his razor. and replied:
"The White House halls and bowers shall keu
BE open to the peoples will.
To each one who arrives, howeer
Unmeet to be its tenants peer;
Once every week when receive
To come Tom, Dick aud Hank have leavea
The White House II is theirs alone
From turret 10 foundation stone,-
The hand Of Cleveland Is his own,
And II the court itself does know,
Until uphill the rivers flow
Meier, ne'er that hand IN friendly grasp
The hand of d. b. Hill shall claspr'
IL
Flushed David's cheek OF triple brass
A shudder DER his frame did pass,
And black with rage he grew;
"An 'tw,re not that quarrel hate
Here at The Mansion OF the State.
I'd put head on you
And first tell thee, surly bear,
He who now fills the Gown chair,
Although he killed the Vedder bill,
Low bending to the Rum Powers viii,
wbate'er his standing in the state.
May well, proud Grover, be thy mate;
Nay. Cleveland when it comes to thai
You're not, I AM, A DEMOCRAT
And, Grover, moro tell thee here,
Even In thy pitch OF pride.
Here where you stand. your pistols near
Nay, never look the Colonel toward,
Nor turn thine eyes on Doctor Ward
tell thee, thou'rt defedl
And II thou saidst am not peer,
or any statesman ever here,
Bourbon or Mugwump, far or near,
Rash Grover, thou hast Li-e-dw
I'LL
On r.eveand's face fierce pa ssion's heat
Burned redder than blushng beet
Loud broke he forth. o wretched worm.
DaPst beard President Inid-term
Here in his native state
And hop'st thou hence unscathed to gos
No, by tho shades Of Jackson, no -
Up. Dan, have at him-twist his neck,
Lay ope his impious pate"
Bold David turned his need was sore,
And rushed inside his own front door;
Like arrow through the archway sprung
The ponderous door behind him swung.
SO desperate was his Hight, alack
Dan very nearly pulled him back!
His feet had safe the threshold crossed
Just as nc felt that he was lost
Not swifter is the flyers pace
In the last quarter OF the race!
But when he d locked and barred the door
Then David faced his foe more,
And from an upper window cried.
"Grover, again, thou art defed
frankly tell thee, Grover c..
Thou canst nos,break thy fast with me-"
".
"Come down." the voice OF Cleveland lung.
"Thou crafty spokesman Of Chemung."-
But soon he refined his fury's pace
And smiles III up his sun-burnt face.
His Office bears an honored name.
Though he himself may bring 1t shame
Troutashing has not cooled my blood.
Thought TO mash him where he stood
'Tis pity of him. too, in truth
He Is a comely looking youth.
Bold can he speak. and not the SKY
Is bluer than his restless eye
With this he turned away In CLEO
And left for Washington. ID. @
HOW CLEVELAND SELECTED HIS ADIROyD
GUIDE.
From The Albany Journal
The invisible Journal reporter who was At the Q,
tive mansion this morning overheard Governor III
mark TO President Cleveland How did you find
this wear